GLOWREALAH Lyrics – Westside Gunn

GLOWREALAH Lyrics Meaning

[Intro: Westside Gunn]
The intro feels like a quick burst of raw energy before the verse starts. Gunn throws out an aggressive curse and adds his trademark ad-libs and gunshot sounds, setting the mood. It’s like he’s warning listeners that what’s coming next is wild, intense, and street-heavy.

[Verse: Westside Gunn]
He starts off bragging about how dealing drügs gave him a flashy lifestyle, making him look stylish and powerful. At the same time, he points out the rough reality of growing up in the projects, describing elevators that smell dirty and rundown. He recalls violent moments, where even if the intended target escaped, someone else still got hit, showing the constant danger around him. He compares himself to Nick Van Exel, a flashy basketball player, suggesting that he was wild and energetic while hustling.

When he talks about being rich, he explains how he can casually go online and stir things up just for fun. He puts down others he sees as broke and weak, saying they envy him so much it makes them want to kill him. He mentions cleaning guns by scratching off serial numbers, making them untraceable, which shows how deep he is in that street life. Then he gives respect to certain groups and gangs while pointing out that the feds are always watching, even disguised in delivery trucks.

The drug game details keep coming when he says his gums go numb from testing coc*ine, proving it’s real. He insists that nobody carries themselves as stylishly or confidently as he does. He remembers moving large amounts of drügs, even using a ride service to do it, showing the risks he took. He shouts out different people and places from his past, remembering both the good and the tragic moments, like honoring friends who passed away.

Gunn paints scenes of violence too, mentioning robberies where even someone who gave up their jewelry still got shot. He talks about fashion and luxury like Versace but quickly jumps back to gritty memories of long days hustling in specific neighborhoods. He remembers how drügs were delivered monthly, like shipments from Arizona, and shrugs off violence with a cold “oh well.”

He brags about women showing devotion to him, even marking themselves with his symbols, though he hasn’t been with them. He boasts about counting big money and living in a mansion, but also reminds us he’s still tied to the drug world and connections beyond rap. He describes meeting spots on highways for deals, masked men ready for anything, and dangerous weapons always in play. By the end, he compares his energy to rapper GloRilla, showing he can match that raw, bold spirit, and stamps it with his wrestling-inspired “Fourth Rope” line, keeping his signature mix of street, luxury, and larger-than-life bravado.